Until I Get You Claire Contreras Novels & Stories

Clara said. “𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨!” Claudia had told her FLASH BACK OVER

That is not part of our deal anymore. “Sorry, hija. I haven’t introduced myself properly yet. I’m Darrel Herrera, your father-in-law.” I tried to act normal, at least. I offer my right hand as I stated my name. “Nice to finally meet you, Mr. Herrera. I’m Claire Braga–Herrera, your son’s wife.” I felt Darren’s hand reached my left palm under the table and gently pressed it. Mr. Herrera and I shook hands before we started eating our dinner.

Clara sat in her office, her expression composed, every movement precise. On the desk lay a brown envelope, waiting to be opened. She didn’t rush—Clara always savored the moment when her plans began to take shape. A knock at the door. Her assistant entered, carrying a stack of photos. “Miss, we’ve gathered everything you asked for. Recordings, locations, even the license plate of Rico and Viona’s car when they left the motel.” Clara arched a brow. “Good. Leave them here.”

CLAIRE Four years had passed since my world had shattered. Claire Darlington—the woman who had been humiliated, betrayed, and discarded—was gone. In her place stood Clara Everson, CEO of Erebos Pharmaceutical. Sharp, focused, unyielding. Every scar, every sleepless night, every moment of pain had carved her into someone who could survive… and even thrive. My company had grown from a modest lab into a powerhouse, and every achievement reminded me that I could exist on my own terms. That I could command my life, and no one could take that away.

" Eee.......Great ! " said Claire looking at her mother's smile relieved . Her phone rang and she saw that it was the assistant of the dean calling her . " Who is it ? " asked Melani when seeing her daughter's face turn serious . " The dean's assistant . " said Claire with a troubled expression and opened the call . " Hello , miss Claire ! " said the dean's assistant . " Hello ! " said Claire . " I wanted to congratulate you for winning the scholarship abroad . It's a huge blessing for you . " said the dean's assistant with a smirk .

Bernadette interjected, her voice tinged with a hint of exasperation. A faint smile touched the woman's lips. "My father, Jasper McCain, is part of your circle. I'm Claire McCain." The name triggered a recognition deep within me. Her father, a trusted associate, managed my affairs alongside Michael. After a hesitant nod, Claire proceeded to approach the bed, settling herself beside Rebecca. Gently, she unfolded the towel, revealing the round swell of Rebecca's stomach. As she placed her hand upon it, my eyelids fluttered shut, deliberately shutting out the scene before me.

"Okay, let's do it. But first, let's go over everything again. We can't afford any mistakes." "You know what? Let's set up a meeting tomorrow. Let's meet up with this actress. Let's make this as fast as possible," I suggested. "Sure, I will," Claire agreed. ********* The next day, Claire and I set our plan into motion. We arranged a meeting with the actress, a stunning woman named Isabella, under the guise of discussing a potential role in an upcoming film. Isabella, flattered by the attention and eager to further her career, agreed to meet. Claire had chosen the location carefully, knowing it would make Isabella feel special and important. I sat beside Claire, ready to support her in the co

“Before the contract. Before your father’s debts forced my hand. I had eyes on you, your routines, your dreams of art school, the way you smiled at Claire like she was your whole world. I told myself it was reconnaissance. Leverage. But the truth is… I was already obsessed. You were light in a world that only knew darkness. I couldn’t stay away.” Elena’s breath caught. A year? The revelation settled over her like another layer of chains, terrifying, yet strangely intoxicating. He had wanted her long before the devil’s contract was signed. Before she could respond, the intercom crackled again. Luca’s voice, tense and urgent: “Boss, we’ve got a problem. The Contis didn’t just send men. They se